Rural Shennong

Chen Ping patted the battle table on the desktop: "Third brother, take a closer look at the groups. Group C is recognized as the number one strong player, but Zhou Xingshan, who declared before the game that he would compete with me for the title of Qingdi Zun, what will happen if he wins the championship smoothly?" ?”

"Could it be that Hua Tianlu just watched Zhou Xingshan easily kill two opponents and enter the semi-finals?"

"Then if I win Jian Wudi again and enter the semi-finals, our college's total score will be in the top ten. Hua Tianlu will lose three tiger-pattern vines, and he will die of pain."

Hua Biao's complexion was already very ugly, the more Chen Ping said, the more he felt that the legendary good-for-nothing Zhao Jielong was not simple.

Chen Ping clasped the table and said, "The worst choice for them is to not let the original players abandon the game."

"The grandmaster of Qiongzhou Agricultural University fought hard to get seriously injured, consuming Zhou Xingshan's cultivation base and combat power, and let the dean of Jinling University of Technology's Wuyuan take advantage of it, so that they have a better chance of winning."

"But now their substitution style of play seems to be self-defeating on the surface."

"Third brother, do you think Cangxingzong and Hua Tianlu in Xijiang are really so wealthy that they don't even care about the three tiger-pattern vines?"

Hua Biao's head was already in cold sweat: "Brother, what do you mean, this Zhao Jielong is Xijiang's hidden trump card, and the purpose of letting him play is to prevent Zhou Xingshan from advancing to the semi-finals?"

Chen Ping said calmly: "I'm not sure, but this possibility is very high."

"Wait for Zhao Jielong to play, and the result of the match will come out, and we will see the signs!"

"I hope my guess is wrong!"

The mainstay competition of the academy is the finale event of the tournament.

For the sake of fairness, to avoid too much consumption of the grandmaster's combat power in the previous game, and let the grandmaster of the next game take advantage of it, so the top twelve matches only have four games a day, one for each group.

Wait for the first Grandmaster match to finish and recuperate for two days before playing the second match.

One set of three games, all four sets of matches are completed, and it will take nine days at the slowest to get the results.

At ten o'clock the next morning, the first round of the four groups started at the same time.

Chen Ping had a bye on the first day of the competition, and he ran to the ring of the competition in Group A to watch the highlight of the opening match of the top twelve, Hua Tianlu vs. Yan Ya.

Yan Ya also used the iron tower, but unlike Mu Yifei, he summoned the iron tower from the spiritual sea as soon as he entered the stage.

And his tower is not standing up there, but down.

Hua Tianlu, who was standing 50 meters away from him, also summoned the traditional weapon of the Cangxing Sect, the Star Picking Sword, in advance.

His long sword is crystal clear, as if made of crystal.

But this crystal long sword strangely does not reflect light.

If it weren't for Hua Tianlu standing there without moving at the moment, the outline of the long sword was so clear, it wouldn't be easy to be spotted.

As expected, when the two of them made a move, when Hua Tianlu swung the long sword, the long sword seemed to be invisible.

"Shh!"

A three-meter-long sword qi cut through the space and swept towards Yan Ya.

Just when Chen Ping thought that Yan Ya, like Mu Yifei, would dodge around the iron tower, Yan Ya made a movement that made Chen Ping's eyes widen.

Yan Ya let out a loud cry, reached out and grabbed the top of the tower, and waved the big iron tower, which was more than three meters high and nearly one meter in diameter, like a big iron stick.

"No wonder he wants to bring down the iron tower, so that's how it is!"

Chen Ping shouted loudly: "Little Heizi is invincible, I am optimistic about you, come on!"

A huge iron tower-shaped aura pierced the sky, and was swung out by Yan Ya, making a roaring whistling sound, and scattered the sword aura that Hua Tianlu had cut.

The two tyrannical attacks collided, causing a turmoil in the air.

At this time, everyone discovered that Hua Tianlu's sword energy was not only three meters long, but more than ten meters long.

Waving Hua Tianlu's long sword not only has the effect of invisibility itself, but also hides the sword energy.

Chen Ping shook his head: "Hua Tianlu, your sword energy is not good, it's limp and has no strength at all."

Under the vibration of his inner abdomen, his voice was so loud that he could even suppress the applause around him, and it clearly reached the ears of the two grandmasters in the field.

Yan Ya and Hua Tianlu shouted at the same time: "Chen Ping, you bastard!"

The two not only scolded Chen Ping angrily at the same time, but also had the same thought in their hearts, Chen Ping is not a good person.

The referee Ye Zelu glared at Chen Ping: "Chen Ping, shut up, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"If you make a fuss again, I will judge that you are interfering with the competition and disqualify you from the competition."

Chen Ping immediately shut up.

He just saw that these two people came up and did not try their best to test them, and he couldn't get angry, so it was difficult to see their reality.

If he faced them in the future, wouldn't it be easy to catch him off guard if they still had cards left?

That's why Chen Ping deliberately picked things up.

There has been a long-standing grievance between the east and the west, and it doesn't matter how Chen Ping provokes the generals, and the two leaders of the younger generation will not always try it.

Taking advantage of Yan Ya swinging out a huge tower shadow, his body was turned around half a circle by the iron tower, and when his back was facing him, Hua Tianlu amplified his move.

"Star Picking Sword!"

His Star Picking Sword is not at the same level as the Star Picking Swords that Chen Ping had seen before.

It was really like a bright starlight, sprayed out from the tip of Hua Tianlu's sword, and the speed was as fast as a meteor.

If Yan Ya waited for the iron tower he swung to turn half a circle before turning back to block the attack, it would be too late.

Without even looking back, he let go of the top of the tower, and climbed up the iron tower that was still in mid-air like a monkey.

"boom!"

As soon as he climbed up the iron tower, the bright starlight sword energy hit the top of the tower.

The air was shattered by the terrifying energy, and ripples appeared in circles, enveloping gravel and soil and sweeping in all directions.

Many of the warriors who watched were stunned, and some had despairing expressions on their faces.

Most of them didn't expect that the aftermath of the collision of two perverted attacks could still cover hundreds of meters away from the circle.

Those fragments and shock waves, even if they reach hundreds of meters away, are no less powerful than the full blows of many martial arts masters with peak inner strength.

This is definitely not something they can resist, and they can't even run away.

At this moment, Ye Zelu suddenly yelled, flew up, and slapped the field with a palm: "Give it to me!"

A light blue light curtain appeared at the boundary of the arena circle in the blink of an eye, like a cover covering the two strong men who were fighting against each other.

The shock wave and fragments of gravel hit the cover, only a circle of large and small ripples appeared, and then fell to the ground, without any leakage out of the cover.

Although the cover seemed to appear instantly, a master like Chen Ping could tell that the cover was spread out from Ye Zelu's hands.

It's just that the spreading speed is too fast, so most warriors have the illusion that the hood suddenly appeared.

Chen Ping poked the cover curiously with his fingers, and found that the transparent blue energy cover was very resilient and strong, and it would be no problem to withstand the full blow of the peak martial arts master.

Even for him, it would take two or three blows to break through.

Chen Ping twitched his lips, and said in his heart: "The bone-changing realm has become an old monster, really perverted."